The Creepy Mansion Unbothered By Guests, Monday Afternoon

[deathsmajesty]

The odds that Liliana would be going into work today after this past weekend were basically nil. Abyss, she wasn't entirely sure when she woke up that morning if she'd bother getting dressed today. It very much felt like a 'stay in a robe and eat ice cream' kind of day.

Eventually, she'd decided that she would be getting dressed, but not until after she indulged herself with a very long, very bubbly bath, complete with mimosas and a variety of fruits. If she managed to finagle a fiancé in with her, so much the better.

No matter what, though, she still wasn't going to work.

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[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Staying at home was not, however, going to stop her from getting perturbed texts.

Your visitor this weekend was terrible!

Rude, and invasive, and self-righteous, and awful!

And the ONE TIME I tried to go to breakfast, he interrupted!

Look, he'd been trying to actually eat, and see how it had gone?

You might be getting one of these every few minutes for hours if you didn't interrupt, Lili. Jon was on a tear.

[deathsmajesty]

This might have aggravated her, but Jace was heavily on her shitlist right now (and also it was fun watching him lose his temper in real time).

I believe you mean my UNINVITED visitor, thank you. But you're not wrong.

Darling you went out to eat? Congratulations, I'm proud of you. She genuinely was, though.

I take it he read your mind?

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

He tried. I don't know why he would think that was remotely okay! He got a frontal lobe full of the Eye for his trouble.

And okay, that bit was kind of smug.

Serves him right.

He was calming down a bit now, knowing that the man was uninvited, and remembering his comeuppance.

I hope you don't have to deal with him too often.

And thank you. Hey, it was belated, but he remembered his manners!

[deathsmajesty]

Darling, trying to understand how and why Jace Beleren's mind works is an exercise in futility. The man in contrary, a hypocrite, and utterly convinced of his own self-righteousness. And while the first two traits could also be used to describe Liliana, she was fortunately spared the third.

We're in his little club so we deal with him more often than I'd like, but Jon wouldn't know how long Liliana paused at this point, considering her options. out relationship and history is complicated.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

There was a typing alert, Liliana.

I suppose now I have a name to put to him. He never bothered to introduce himself.

He told me enough about your history from his point of view that I'm quite certain it's none of my business.

Which didn't mean he wasn't dying to know, of course. Just that he knew he shouldn't ask even obliquely.

[deathsmajesty]

How was she to know how closely John was watching his texts? She kept putting her phone down to enjoy her mimosas and bits of fruit!

Of course he did. Whatever he said was likely true, especially if he painted me in the villain's light. I don't deny it.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Yes, but she was sane. Or at least had hobbies.

Should you ever feel inclined to tell me more, you know I like to learn things. Although if it was at all fearful to you, best not. And as I said, I'm well aware it's not my business.

I told him he was an idiot if he thought someone that villainous was showing him everything about herself. Also that I'm fairly certain you would only be warm and squishy if an experiment in decomposition went awry.

Which he was adding mostly because he thought Liliana would get a kick out of it.

[deathsmajesty]

Oh it's your typical love story of betrayal, dragons, an evil conglomeration, and a man who believes himself to be his dead best friend. I can tell you some time if you're truly interested, but it's not that thrilling.

And sugar poured on the ground would keep ants away, sure.

Okay, that I DID laugh.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Your definition of 'not thrilling' seems very different from mine. But I'm not sure what I could bribe you with, apart from more translations.

Jon would drown in that sugar before he let it go.

I hoped you might. Just because you're my friend doesn't mean I'm under illusions.

He might be a little optimistic on some things, but he wasn't blind (ha).

[deathsmajesty]

I mean, I am susceptible to bribes of shiny things, fine wines, good chocolate, and ice cream

She wasn't terribly precious about the story and anything she didn't want to admit to, she just wouldn't say.

Honestly, I'd be OFFENDED if people thought I was warm and squishy.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

I shall take both those things under advisement.

He had no idea what sorts of shiny things or wine was good, but he could probably manage the ice cream?

[deathsmajesty]

Better be good ice cream though. None of that tub o' ice cream for a dollar nonsense.

Then we both win! But especially me.

As per usual.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon knew better than to get anything cheap for Liliana!

I have nothing against this idea.